I was flying through the room and I saw
that my body ya no me envolvía
tied to a red-hot thread,
I was flying.

My body remained at rest in the bed
Y yo cruzando the window
passing through the walls,
I was flying.

On a pleasure flight till dawn,
on a natural journey into eternity.

I wanted to see [the] dawn from the moon,
to know if it was all madness
and I moved away from the earth,
I was flying.

I was flying across the dark side of the moon,
tied to an incandescent thread
and di un impulso hasta mi cuerpo
and I woke up.

On a pleasure flight till dawn,
on a natural journey into eternity.

Lalalalalalalalala
I was flying.

Between whiskey and coffee, cigarette and paper, I keep remembering you. If I saw you walk by, I’d run after you to beg you to come back. Whose fault was it? It’s usually no one’s.

We said goodbye, but I never thought that this was real and where are you, where in the world are you?

Now Qué más da my solitude, my freedom? I love you Ahora el tiempo pasó Todo se acomodó Y a seguir adelante

Me coloco la máscara Y salgo a vivir with friends and lovers And where are you? Where in the world are you?

Ahora Qué más da my loneliness, my freedom. I love you more, I’m sure that some day you’ll return, A estar here between whiskey and coffee, cigarette and paper, I keep reminding you.

If I saw you walk by, I’d run after you to beg you to come back.

Every time I meet you, I sense a very special danger, strange feelings, that I’m all too willing to put up with. I’m provoking your irritation.

Freud would have described my entertainment as masochism. Show me the line between what’s healthy and what’s perverse. you can wound me mercilessly, Let me suffer, let me suffer, I’m your prisoner.

Selective outbursts, pleasures as fine as champagne, smooth strategems of my complex perversity. You’ve got the key, give it a turn. Let me suffer, let me suffer, I’m your prisoner.

Tus desagrados he de aguantar Let me suffer, let me suffer, I’m your prisoner.

Like leaves in the wind, Like a teardrop in the sea, Lost, I look for you in the fog, Where could you be? La soledad es un amigo It’s a friend who isn’t there, the wind will bring his words, Y ya no le encontrará like leaves in the wind.

En cada cosa un recuerdo for you, it will never die. And the moon keeps hanging up there And it won’t find him The wind will bring his words and it won’t find him anymore, like leaves in the wind, like a teardrop in the sea, like leaves in the wind.

If God lives in the soul of the immigrant, why does his eyes traducen resignation? Va por el mundo asumiendo a cruel marginación without imagining whether something better exists, Atrás de toma de tierra and poverty and it was hard to say goodbye to that love, Que una tarde de verano le robó su corazón and today recuerda bebiendo en Plaza Mayor

Goodbye, I’ve got to leave for good. My boat carries memories that’ll never die and even the moon turns black if you’re not there. Goodbye, I’ve got to leave for good.

Mi barca lleva recuerdos que nunca morirán Y hasta la luna se tiñe de negro Si tú no estás, si no estás, si no estás Adiós, debo labrar un desfino

My children will be happy and they won’t lack bread and although I breathe desprecio, I won’t stop fighting. Goodbye, goodbye, I’ve got to leave tonight. My boat carries memories that I’ll never, ever be able to forget, and even the moon turns black, if you’re not there, if you’re not there, if you’re not there.

Despite everything, I’m still here, breathing a certain freedom, and even so, I’ll live drinking and smoking in my city at the same time, sangra el corazón De un poeta que pretende volver stripped of his dreams of a perfect world. Don’t die, possibility From my window, we can hear a song that speaks of misery and loneliness and even so, I’ll keep listening, like a blind man facing the sea.

Not thinking that freedom Es amiga de tus ganas de amar Although I’m far away from that city, don’t die possibility. Uh, I love you, as if tonight were the last time, A la vez sangra el corazón De un poeta que pretende volver, stripped of his dreams of a perfect world, don’t die, possibility. Even though I’m far away from that city, don’t die, possibility.

Todo es tan claro Cuando estás cerca de mi No tengo miedo Sí puedo abrazarte así Tu boca me derrite Tus palabras me hacen pensar Que existe eso qué? Que llaman felicidad

Pero también te deseo como un obseso También te deseo, no puedo estar sin ti Si me acompañas Todo puedo resolver Si me conduces Puedo llegar hasta el sol Tus brazos me protegen Tus palabras me hacen pensar Que existe eso qué? Que llaman felicidad

Pero también te deseo como un obseso También te deseo, no puedo estar sin ti Tu boca me derrite Tus palabras me hacen pensar Que existe eso qué? Que llaman felicidad Pero también te deseo como un obseso También te deseo, no puedo estar sin ti

Your laughter disappeared and the blues play, far from heaven, but further from you, and the universe is just a shadow of light. If you’re not there, far from me, the moon and you, roses and sugar turn into salt and my horizon doesn’t want any more.

The sun will be so cold, if you don’t look back, you can hear my loneliness, Tan lejos tú and the universe is just a shadow of light.

If you’re not here, far from me, the moon and you, pain is laughter, where, where you are, the sky’s close, as is the sea, the nights have sun, If you call me love, you can hear my song Tan lejos tú the moon and you.